"finally! God Ghost you take way too long to prepare.." 

Desmond and Ghost had been together their whole lives, living in the same shoddy old one room apartment the past 6 years. Ghost has always wanted to treat Desmond to better, to things he deserves.. 

"I know I know! But it's better to be over prepared than under.."

The two enter the dungeon again. Ghost has been doing this a couple years before Desmond, having explored alone and learnt many things the hard way. He never wants Desmond to feel the pain he did as a foal. Poppy licks his muzzle softly, trying to comfort the old horse.. he nuzzles her affectionately.

Moritz was waiting for them by the front gate, his hooves tip tapping impatiently on the ground. He barked out some orders to the younger Males, something about getting a move on so they can get the best loot.. the two turned and looked at each other before laughing to themselves, it seemed that Ghost over here wasn't the only one in a rush this morning! 

the three made their way in through the dungeons, their hooves clattering against the old stone flooring. They were going on a long journey this time, one to the third layer of the dungeon.. the main (and only) reason they brought a third party member.